He Will Die Soon
"Let's go. There's still some time. I'll go out for a walk.”
In the hall, Zhang Mufeng suddenly stood up and walked out.
The Nation's Heart paused in mid-air for a moment before catching up and asking in a gentle voice.
"Why aren't you watching anymore? I quite like this old class monitor.”
Zhang Mufeng didn't turn around and said calmly,
"I like him very much too. The old class monitor always secretly left delicious food for me.”
"But he died very quickly."
The ball of light formed by the Heart of the Nation moved slightly. As the system, it could feel the waves of emotions in Zhang Mufeng's heart under his calm appearance.
This fluctuation was the same as when he saw Yanzi die two days ago.
"Alright then, the range of activity is now ten kilometers. You can take a look.”
"Yes."
Zhang Mufeng's consciousness passed through the walls of the hall. He was not obstructed by anything.
With the increase in respect, the time and range of his activities increased.
He had visited many places these days and seen many wonderful things.
Although his consciousness had left, the memory images were still playing.
The Red Four Assault Troop advanced through the swamp with great difficulty.
It wasn't every day that they were lucky enough to catch one or two fish. When there weren't any, the soldiers had to rely on the few highland wheat noodles, wild vegetables, and roots to eat wild vegetable paste.
People living in the modern world couldn't experience such a difficult scene. At most, they could only watch it through the screen.
Even so, many people still felt sad and shed tears.
"It's so bitter. I can't even eat rice and noodles! How can wild vegetables be full?"
"This show is too depressing!”
"Little Mu Feng finally grew strong, but now he's as thin as a monkey.”
"Fortunately, we'll be able to walk out of this swamp soon. We can see the mountains ahead! Come on, warriors!"
"There seems to be something wrong with this old class monitor. He can't even walk steadily.”
At this moment, Zhang Mufeng was looking for the old class monitor of the cooking class.
Just as Red Fourth Company was about to leave the swamp, he was lucky enough to catch two more fish. As usual, he ran to the old class monitor to prepare the fish soup.
The old monitor took the two fish with a smile and said,"" Wait, it'll be done soon!" Then, he slowly walked to the pot.
He started the fire, boiled the water, and put in the fish and wild vegetables. Soon, a rich fragrance wafted out from the boiling pot.
The fish in the pot had already been stewed, but the old class monitor was still standing in front of the pot with a long spoon.
"Old class monitor?"
Zhang Mufeng stepped forward and gently nudged the old class monitor,
Then, the old class monitor's body fell straight to the ground.
"Old class monitor!"
Zhang Mufeng shook the old class monitor's skinny body, but he found that the old class monitor's body had already stiffened and there was no longer a trace of breathing.
" What happened??"
Company commander Liu Hongen rushed over. His eyelids twitched when he saw the old squad leader lying on the ground.
The fish soup in the pot was still boiling, but the old class monitor who was cooking the fish soup could no longer wake up.
At this time, another old soldier of the kitchen squad said sadly.
"The old class monitor starved to death. He was too hungry.”
The leader of the kitchen squad, who was in charge of the entire company's food, had actually starved to death!
"The food in the company is not enough. The old squad leader has already distributed his own rations to the pot. Since half a decade ago, the old squad leader has not eaten much. At most, he has eaten a few fish bones.”
"The old class monitor didn't let us say anything. He said that he was old and had lived enough. It didn't matter if he ate less than one meal.”
"The lads in the company can eat more if they eat less!”
"The old squad leader can't kill enemies in a war, but he said that if one more soldier in the company could live, it would be more valuable than killing ten Japanese!”
Zhang Mufeng bit his lips so hard that he didn't even realize that blood was flowing out of the corner of his mouth. He finally knew what the old class monitor was chewing on,
Fish bones!
Company Commander Liu Hongen's eyes were red, and he was momentarily speechless.
In the end, he said five words with a trembling voice.
"Bury them on the spot!"
Crack!
The scene stopped abruptly.
With the first experience, everyone watching this time knew that today's " program " was over.
"That's all for today's show. See you tomorrow, everyone!”
The familiar words appeared in front of the audience again.
However, even though the screen in front of them had turned dark, no one clicked the close button.
Their hearts were in pain.
The smiling face of the old class monitor who starved him to death in the end seemed to linger in his mind.
The moment he fell to the ground stiffly, and the words of the commander, Liu Hongen," bury him on the spot."
Countless people burst into tears.
"Sob, sob, sob. Is this our martyr?”
"When I saw the old class monitor fall and Zhang Mufeng cry, I really broke through his defense!”
"I will never forget this scene!”
"Remember history! Remember the martyrs!"
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